The quiet rustle of the forest foliage, beautiful flowers, the birds squeaking of a kind of pacification.

Suddenly everything was quiet.  The birds fell silent, the insects hid, the animals held their breath.

Everyone felt the imminence of bad changes.

Meteorites were closing in on the ground.

The bombardment began with fragments of hot metal.

The largest was approaching at high speed, anticipating the end.  But just before the ground, a column of plasma burst from the front of the block, slowing its movement.

Breakthrough 19 meter braking distance of the rescue capsule stopped.  The charred side bore the inscription "Estaria".

After 5 hours, a man in a spacesuit emerged from the capsule.

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- uh

I woke up from the kansoli signal which gave out a lot of errors about not working properly.  Poking on the console, I turned off the sound.  After turning gray in silence for a couple of minutes.  I looked at the ponel of the internal sensors.

- the atmosphere is livable.

Chuckling to myself, I turned my gaze to ponel about mistakes

Communication panel (error)

Reacto (error)

Backup battery (16%)

Sighing, I turned off all the systems and went out with a needle case in my hands.  After examining the surroundings, I put the pistol in its holster.

- How it all pisses me off.

Having kicked the capsule, I opened the compartment with the reactor.  Molten radioactive metal poured out onto the ground.

- tz clicking my tongue and sighing deeply, I returned to the capsule for the instruments and the lead container.  Having collected all this useless muck in a container, I pulled out the backup battery and the ship's AI module.

After examining the entire mechanism, I took several whole parts.  After inspecting the entire capsule, I retrieved the backpack with provisions, a repair kit, spare parts, a battery, and a Glauster rifle.

Taking the pistol in hand, I moved into the depths of the forest.  Walking through the forest, I looked at bushes, herbs, mushrooms.  Towards evening I stopped moving and sat down under the roots of one of the giant trees.  I took a look at my status chart.

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Wilby Filion Senior Engineer 28

Status:

Hunger [moderate]

dehydration [moderate]

Gravity Sickness [minor]

Psychological disorder [personal identification required]

The state of the planet

Pressure [normal]

Gas composition [normal]

Temperature [normal]

Background radiation [normal]

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Wilby Phillion reluctantly took off his helmet, placing it on the ground next to him.  His unkempt brown hair stood erect.  The face did not express more than one emotion.  Together with his boring gaze, they often caused fright among the interlocutors.

Wilby took a bottle of water from his backpack.  After taking a couple of sips, the Wilby began to examine the emerging stars in the evening sky.  Sadness, longing, quiet anger gave way to emotions on Wilby's face.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the distance.  Coming to his senses, Wilby returned to his indifferent expression.

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Quickly collecting my things and putting on my helmet, I went on.

Attention!

Isotopes of iodine, copper, zinc were observed to increase the level of background radiation.

- pf nonsense two or three months in the worst case and the eco flora will recover in full.

After walking another 3 kilometers, I moved 26 kilometers from the crash site.  I stopped to sleep.

The next couple of days I moved through the forest, moving 120 kilometers away from the crash site.  Of the features, you can notice the local aggressive fauna of wolves, vampire rabbits, some birds and beetles.  I confess I have never seen the fauna live.  It was funny when the brown bear grabbed me the left leg.  The shots from the needle holder did not frighten him much, me did not let go.  Prishlos will crush hi cranial box with his right foot.